Although I'm not good enough a writer to actually be at stake as an author, I feel that I have to express what I feel are points about life, and which I can't (at least not easily enough)write with good quality. I apologize for that :-( ... and hope people can enjoy these stories anyway.

Friday, June 16, 2017

What is Needed for Being Good Enough for Modelling

“Why!?” Beatrice asked.

“Because, Sissy, it's not you, it's I
who demonstrates the value of assets in way that the masculine can't
demonstrate theirs!” her friend Lisa responded.

“What do you mean it's not I?! How
should I pose, then!?”

“It's not about your pose that it
totally is! But it's about that us models can totally use pose, and a
few other means, for really having men feel superior by handling us
as it.”

“Why do you have it that I lack that
ability, then?”

“Because they see in you a
superior-on.-the-surface criterion of trying to be something fabulous
for them!”

“Really! What do they see in me that
tells them that!?”

Her friend sighed. “They see in you
the vulgar type of model who doesn't fit in with their ordinary
lives!”

“Oh! That! Because they can't suit
themselves to review me as a girl on her own accord! For that they
feel like being stuck up, against me, you say?!”

Lisa sighed again. “Yeah,” she said
thoughtfully, “you can say that about them! But what if they really
have a problem with that they can't fit you into their environment?
It's then they are stuck up according to you, but in my eyes their
not too stuck up to just be the ordinary kinds of studs - or of
people for that matter! ... I, for one, can feel a guy might easily
be considered too horny to hang around with! Isn't that true for you
as well? I recall, for instance, that guy, Roger, why did you refuse
him, if it wasn't that kind of a thing?!”

Beatrice peered at her friend. “I
don't feel they are in their right minds if they think I'm the same
as that guy! For instance, he tried to manipulate me into being with
him and his girlfriend!”

“I guess they tend to feel that you
try to manipulate them into being horny when they don't feel that
it's appropriate - and that's similar to what he was doing, that
guy! Besides, you also want to go bed with several guys at once, if
you can!”

“But that's because I'm on the
catwalk!”

“It's not very different from that he
also has a job and perhaps has done it equally well.”

Beatrice thought about it. “They all
feel I have to get up there and really be supposedly real about
horniness!”

Lisa looked at her. “No, they don't!
They feel they have to see that you either could have been horny, or
that you could have been into being with fellow that might possibly
be him, respectively!”

“Then I don't feel I have a chance to
tell them I don't want that kind of guy! Why should I have to suffer
through all kinds of relationships just because of it?!”

“What the fuck do you think you are?!
There are lots of guys out there who wouldn't want you for a night!
And thereby they should be treated as such, not as if they were too
stuck up for being good!”

“But even you tend to often look
horny up there! I remember two weeks ago, when you really seduced a
whole bunch of them, simply by feeling horny enough to expose that
seduction about it!”

“I felt horny at the time, and then I
took the opportunity to show it to them!”

“I see to it that I get horny enough
nearly all the time! And now they feel I'm being too much of a slut
for it to be working?!”

“I guess they really feel too much of
a slut is what they shouldn't have! Besides, now I have a sense of
being mature in their eyes! I wonder how come you don't feel you have
to be mature, although you're catwalking?!”

Beatrice looked at her friend. “So
you have dealt with them as if we didn't have to feel innocent!
Because that's what they told me in the beginning! We had to look
innocent but still be fatuous enough to be horny when we catwalk!”

“They said that!? It's not about
fatuous that thing! It's about being into sex just like ordinary
people can be, if they say well enough to themselves that they might
gain something from it!”

“Oh, and they said that to you, did
they?!”

“Yeah! That's what he told me, you
know that guy with the napkin in his left breast pocket. It's not you
they should have told something different! Who did you talk to at
that first occasion of intermission talk about how we could enhance
our performances?”

“Oh, I talked to the guy in yellow -
I mean he often wears a yellow sweater!”

“Oh! So he's the villain behind your
illusion!”

Beatrice looked thoughtfully at her and
said: “Yeah! He's the son of a bitch who fooled me into thinking
that it wasn't maturity that I could be into! He's the guy we should
be into complaining about!”

“I agree!”

Two weeks later that man was fired. But
before that a fairly large discussion took place abut whether or not
one could say that she, Beatrice, had misinterpreted his
instructions, and also about to which extent his instructions cold
lead to an overall good performance for a good enough girl. But since
he was wrong, all men on the board finally did agree with the two
girls about their complaint. By then it had turned out for them that
it was their superstition to believe they actually needed the girls
to be dissolute in order to be attractive!